Why do we do this C.G. and I?
Every night vegetables
Minds numbed up by T.H.C
I've got my pen, C.G. the remote

Laurel and Hardy's the best bet
At 4 A.M. on a Friday
No dreads about the working day after though
Funny thing about weekends
When you're unemployed
They don't mean quite so much
Except you get to hang out with your working friends
Well, we got us a spaghetti western on 36

I like spaghetti westerns
I like the way the boots are all
Reverbed out walking across the hard wood floors
In fact everything's got that big reverb sound!

Well, what'll I do now?
Go to sleep
Pull the pud
We need new pornos
Well, I guess I'm still writing

Spaghetti, spaghetti
Spaghetti, spaghetti
Spaghetti, spaghetti
Spaghetti, spaghetti